Waiting
The Morgue File
i burnt the last of you
along with sandalwood
in a bronzed tray
fired with the patina
of sleepless nights.
there was a time i thought
we would grow old
our wrinkled skin a haven
the bliss of the aged
a kiss on my forehead in the dark
i still see you
standing with coffee by the bed
waiting .
i stand by the bed now
and hope you can find me
waiting.
copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2015
my #9 for NaPoWriMo
Melancholy....sweet memories of a love gone....I got a little teary over this one. :)
ReplyDeleteTrue love remains in memory and lingers on as long as it pleases. Only up to us to do something about it! Great lines Audrey!
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True love remains in memory and lingers on as long as it pleases. Only up to us to do something about it! Great lines Audrey!
ReplyDeleteHank
So sad, Audrey. I love the longing in it.
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